"You are too weak, so let your father come!"

Xiao Yi's calm words were like an arrow piercing his heart at this moment, and thousands of arrows were shot at each other, piercing Nie Tianhe's heart.

His face was blue and white, and it was hard to see the ultimate.

In addition to resentment in his eyes.

There is even more awesome hatred.

But at the same time...                                                            �

If Xiao Yi was trampled under his feet before, he could still use Xiao Yi to have the advantage of sneak attack and defeat him while he was careless and underestimating the enemy.

Then this time.

He was the first to attack.

The one who caught off guard was Xiao Yi! The result... He was still the one who was defeated.

More importantly, with the advantage of taking the lead, he just separated Xiao Yi's robe and couldn't even cut off a single hair on his body.

This is outrageous! The crush of absolute strength! He has already made him unable to find any excuses. In fact, even if he makes excuses, no one believes him anymore: "Guru, I, can't I be dazzled?

Didn’t it mean that Xiao Yi was able to succeed by attacking him?

Why did I see the little prince attacking him, but he was still abused?"

"It seems that we all underestimated this guy named Xiao Yi!"

“So what if he is strong?

Don’t forget, our Xuanguang City is surnamed Nie..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Everyone was talking.

A loud bang came from afar.

I saw a dark figure gathered from Xuanguang City from all directions.

"Tianzi Camp is here, who dares to be arrogant?"

"The Dizi Camp is here, who dares to cause trouble in Xuanguang City?"

"The Trial Camp is here to protect the car..."                                                         �

It is the ten major camps of the Zhentian Legion.

Coming from all directions.

The battle that took place at Zhentian Wang Mansion naturally reached the ten major camps at the first time, and they all led the strong men under their command to come.

The flags are blue in the sky, and the sound of the rushing sounds.

The murderous intent gathers like smoke.

The entire city of Qiguang is immersed in a solemn aura.

This is one of the tenth battalions of the Zhentian Legion! One of the most elite strong men in the entire realm battlefield.

Each of them is a fierce and evil spirit that has been struggling from the pile of dead people. Any battalion can easily crush the Suzaku Legion.

What's more, the 10th battalion teams up.

Even a master at the peak of the Holy King Realm is afraid he will be trembling! Nie Tianhe showed an ecstasy look on his face: "Xiao Yi, why don't you let go of this young master quickly?

Now that the masters from the top ten camps are gathered, even if you have great skills, you will never be their opponent.

If you let this young master go, maybe I can still plead with them for you and leave you a way out!"

"Noisy!"

Xiao Yi waved his hand impatiently, and a green light suddenly surrounded Nie Tianhe's feet.

Vines rose from the ground.

Entangle Nie Tianhe.

Even his mouth was blocked tightly.

Can't move.

Only whimpering sounds were made.

This action made the top ten camp masters who had just arrived furious. In the judgment camp, there was a burly figure wearing golden armor and a heavy face staring at Xiao Yi.

This person is full of righteousness.

It is one of the top ten battalions, Tan Huajian, the commander of the Trial Battalion! This Tan Huajian is also a master at the ninth level of the Holy King Realm. He is also in charge of the strongest Trial Battalion, responsible for rewarding good and punishing evil within the Zhentian Legion.

Therefore, a person is upright and righteous, and his spirit will last forever.

If he seizes the evidence for making a mistake, even if he is a leader, he must accept punishment obediently.

Therefore, Tan Huajian was called the Black-faced Yan Luo by the people of the Ten Camps.

Tan Huajian looked at Xiao Yi with an expressionless face, his voice slightly hoarse: "Who are you?

Why do you want to cause trouble in front of Zhentian Wang Mansion?”

Xiao Yi said: "The surname Xiao Dan is the one with the word Yi!"

"Xiao Yi?"

"This name is so familiar..."                                                            

Could it be this person?"

“No?

Tiandao Pavilion and us are family. As the saint of Tiandao Pavilion, how could Xiao Yi cause trouble in front of Zhentianwang Mansion?”

The strong men looked at each other in surprise.

Tan Huajian frowned and said, "You... are the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion?"

“That’s right!”

Xiao Yi nodded.

Tan Huajian frowned. If Xiao Yi was not the saint son of Tiandao Pavilion, even if he was a strong man from the other three major sects, he would dare to make trouble in front of Zhentian Wang Mansion, it would be a dead end.

But now... Tan Huajian suddenly discovered that Xiao Yi's identity was actually the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

Then this matter is intriguing.

Will the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion inexplicably attack the little prince of the Zhentian Palace?

I'm afraid that only if you have a weak mind can you do such a stupid thing, but obviously Xiao Yi is not stupid.

Just think of this.

Tan Huajian did not take action immediately, but continued to ask: "I believe that you are the saint son of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, so why do you make a big fuss about Zhentianwang Mansion?

Don’t you know how huge the King of Zhentian paid to protect the Wuyang Heavenly Realm?”

Nowadays, the war on the battlefield in the realm is in a hurry.

The Wuyang Heaven can be said to be retreating step by step and has been forced to the edge of the cliff.

If it weren't for the King of Zhentian and Zhentian Legion guarding the joint attacks of the Heavenly Realm of Changsheng and the Heavenly Realm of Jile, the City of Sunlight would have long been lost.

Even he entered the unharmed heaven and suffered a disaster.

This King of Heaven is an existence that is worthy of respect and worship like a god. As the saint of Heavenly Dao Pavilion, Xiao Yi is waiting for a critical period to make a big fuss in the King of Heavenly Dao Palace.

If you cannot give a reasonable explanation, Tan Huajian will take mercy and take direct punishment! Faced with Tan Huajian's questioning, Xiao Yi clasped his fists and said, "The Chief Tan is right. Lord Zhentian Wang is indeed working hard and has made great contributions, but I would like to ask... These contributions of Lord Zhentian Wang may become his son, set up a trap to deceive the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, and seize the trust of the Heavenly Dao Order in the hands of this Holy Son?"

Buzz! As soon as these words came out, the strong men watching around were also confused.

Especially the strong men in the top ten camps all changed their faces: "Has the little prince actually done this?"

"Is this impossible?"

"Damn it, we and Tiandao Pavilion are originally one, and now it is a critical moment. How can he do this?

Isn’t this stabbing my comrades in the back?”

A group of strong men were whispering.

Looking at Nie Tianhe, the eyes that had been eager to save him at first, but now they have become calm, thinking about seeing what the truth is.
Chapter completed!